By Monica C. Voskamp
Stories told long ago of a fairytale world.
After years of searching woman finally found,
The mystic wonder globe.
Now, now it’s standing in front of her,
An enchanting sight,
A diamond orb of love.
Peering inside, woman sees a magical scene,
Rainbow colour notes are welcoming
They play so beautifully, like angels wings
A peaceful song she’s never heard before.
For a moment, woman hesitates.
It’s a new world, very foreign to her.
She’s been on the outside for so long.
Maybe it’s too late to embrace
Such a different alluring place,
Orb of love.
She has no idea the immensity of power,
She has no idea the magnitude of beauty
It both frightens and beckons her soul
Calling her, inviting her
Come enjoy, discover and explore
Orb of love.
Woman tilts her head to listen.
Music’s playing from the orb
Such a soul soothing melody
Such captivating sounds
Every fiber of her being is called.
She can resist no more.
Woman of fear steps forward
Into the orb.
She walks inside the sparkling sphere
Mesmerized, spellbound she can’t deny
Clearly, the magic is here.
Warm living colours dance around her slow
Welcoming, gently caressing her being.
Joy, laughter, love and peace
These, the colours, musical notes
All welcoming her in.
She smiles as the magical wisps tickle her lips
Begging her to sing,
She laughs as colours dance through her hair
Helping her find new rhythm.
She allows the vibes to embrace her
And for a moment, she just breathes in.
One by one the wisps soak into her soul,
Producing a feeling completely beautiful.
She closes her eyes blissfully.
The magic is happening,
Little does she realize
Transformation is only beginning.
The atmosphere takes over
Everything within her slows
Her mountain load of worries pain and sorrow
Being to dissipate into the world
Of free, joy, love and healing.
It’s perfect she thinks.
Maybe too perfect, she wonders.
Her heart freezes at the thought.
Maybe it’s too good to be true
Maybe it’s just a trick
Maybe it’s just another lie
From the sick twisted world
She’s always known.
Old voice of fear calls out,
She hears him in outside winds.
His voice is faded yet she still hears
He is warning her, warning her of something.
She stops to listen.
Suddenly the colors step back
Gently but clearly giving her space.
His shadowed voice calls to her
The wind of fear speaks harsh.
Girl, how dare you leave me,
Get out of this place,
Get out now.
The familiar of fear throws her body into action.
Woman runs from the orb to the entry.
She picks up her discarded shield and sword
Ready to defend herself
Ready to fight against
All forces of the orb.
But to her surprise
The glowing winds of magic
Just quietly look on, just quietly hum
Their soothing tranquility song.
Woman looks to the door
It’s open, giving free access.
She remembers the dark
Her old familiar friend
Fickle friend of past,
Haunting voice of terror
Voice of fear.
She shivers remembering.
The fingers of his voice
Always clenching her being.
She sees him at the door,
Trying to regain his power.
He taunts her low,
Woman, you don’t deserve the orb
What makes you think you are worthy?
Don’t believe the orb,
Don’t believe in hope.
Believe what you know..
Shame, pain, sorrow and hate.
So come back,
Come dance the shadows with me,
Here in your rightful place,
The sound of her voice is surprisingly loud.
Her head firmly shakes No.
Her hands place both sword and shield on the ground,
No, I won’t, she defies Fear.
I’ve been too long pursuing
Too long fighting for me to give up now.
The orb is real. Love is real.
I’ve found what I’ve been
She kicks her weapons hard out the door
And hears a wounded cry
Fear howling protest
But he leaves rejected,
The gentle vibes glow soft and come close
Circling the woman with kindness
Yes, she cries, yes please hold me now.
She lets the airs of love filter newness
In every strand of DNA.
The wisps carry her to orb’s center,
With colours transmitting only brighter.
Hope and peace, such unknown ecstasy
Woman’s mind, soul and body
Both lost and found in this
The magical world.
She feels the warmth,
She feels the glow,
She feels the heartbeat rhythm,
Orb of Love.
Divine gently rewrites inside
A new melody starts playing
And now she knows.
She knows what she has found.
She’s found the impossible,
She’s found what was waiting
All her life long.
Woman brave found the orb of love
Woman brave found the song
Her heart’s been aching for,
Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤
*Photo Credit: Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash